(Fifteenth is here !!!)

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"This sword's unparalleled strength has even been greatly improved?" Huanchen face with a hint of horror.

"Huh, what's the matter, it's the same death!" Huo Hu stared coldly.

Those first-class gods and geniuses around did not stagnate in the least.

For a while ... boom! boom! boom! boom!

Overwhelmingly large number of attacks, directly from all directions to the sword unparalleled assault.

Each of these attacks was carried out by a class of gods and demons, and they were overwhelming. At this moment, there were nearly 50 attacks. Although there is no matrix, these offensives are not completely concentrated, and they are extremely dispersed. As such, it can still only be described as terror.

At least no one present was sure to survive these offensives. In the face of such offensives, the only thing they could do was to take out the security order and immediately crush them away.

As for Jian Wushuang, he does have a command order in hand.

But he never shattered the security order, in fact, it is not impossible, but not!

During the visit to the saint's tomb, there are too many sects who have offended him. It can be said that he has already committed anger. In such circumstances, the outside world may not be safer than the saint's tomb.

After all, Jian Wushuang did not know if Narcissus Island would fully protect him, even if it could be guaranteed.

But Jian Wushuang never pinned his hopes on others, so he had to fight for himself.

Now, his only chance is to get the chance he deserves in the tomb of the saint, and use the chance to improve his strength, so he may have the capital to face the major gates.

Therefore, he will never use this command.

A harsh burst of air swept through, and Jian Wushuang could feel the terrible power contained in the surrounding offensives, and there was a rush of madness in his eyes.

"Good job!"

With a loud drink, the five hundred feet tall **** of ghosts behind Jian Wushuang's sword also roared.

The endless sword intentions rushed straight up, and the sword's magic power swept openly.

In the middle of the battlefield, Jian Wushuang broke out completely.

He frequently came out with swords, or slashed, swept, or turned into a monstrous sword net, swept wildly out.

Assisted by the power of the rules of time and space, his body burst into shocking speed, blinking constantly, leaving a shadow of space and time in the void.

For those offensives that swept from all directions, he could avoid, and he could use swordsmanship to resist. If he couldn't resist, he would use his own body to resist.

Like a madman, he rushed in the middle of the battlefield.

After a wave of offensives, Jian Wushuang still stood proud, and his body has completely rushed into the crowd.

"kill!"

A cold drink sounded, and the sword unparalleled raised his sword, as if dreaming, the sword shadow swept out.

"Fight together."

There are nearly ten first-class gods on the forefoot and foot of the sword without double-sided, these first-class gods and shots resist at the same time.

As a result, with a loud noise, nearly ten gods and monsters all burst out in the presence of Jianguang.

Bang Rong ~ ~ ~ dense offensive again appeared behind Jian Wushuang.

"roll!"

Jian Wushuang burst into tears, as if the thunder rolled, the sword in his hand was chopped out.

A sword shadow zoomed in infinitely and became covered by the sky. Eight swords and first-class gods and monsters simultaneously carried out the offensive behind the sword without two. As a result, under these swords, the eight offensives were completely crushed and collapsed. The faces of the eight first-class gods and demons also changed dramatically. Seeing the sword-like swords and swords coming toward them, the eight first-class gods did not hesitate to retreat.

And on the way, hum! !!

The majestic soul's power directly acts on the sword Wushuang knowing the sea, so that the exquisite pagodas in the sword Wushuang knowing the sea are shaken violently, but only a moment later they calm down again.

Jian Wu's body was a slight meal, and frowning looked at the side of the void.

"Blocked, this kid's soul defense ability is so good?" Huanchen looked a little ugly.

What he is best at is soul attack, and what he has just performed is his most powerful move, but unfortunately it still has little effect on Jian Wushuang.

Huh!

The speed of the sword Wushuang broke out to the extreme, relying on the absolute strength of one's sword skills and crushing anyone in the field, it was rampant in the battlefield.

The full play of one's strength.

The genius disciples who slayed swordsman Wushuang, although there are nearly fifty people, and all of them are powerful first-class gods, but they are from various sects, they do not know how to cooperate with each other, they are just pure siege After Jian Wushuang carried the first wave of offensive, and then broke into the crowd, it was already difficult for them to attack everyone together.

Often, only more than ten or twenty first-class demon attacked Jian Wushuang, but Jian Wushuang could resist it.

On the contrary, the sword technique performed by Jian Wushuang is equally terrible. With every sword he utters, at least seven or eight of these first class disciples must join forces to resist.

Alone, no one dared to meet Jian Wushuang's sword art.

The battle is fiery.

The madness of war is extremely high.

A horrific roar rang through the void.

However, this apparently disproportionate war lasted for a full half-an-minute effort, without real results.

Jian Wushuang still maintains its peak combat power, ramming in the battlefield, but those geniuses around him shot the siege, but this siege did not have any substantial effect.

"This kid ..."

At that time, Long Zishan, who was double-created by the sword, swallowed the elixir. At this moment, the combat power has been restored a lot. He also joined the battlefield and surrounded the sword-man.

But what he didn't expect, even if so many first-class demon disciples joined forces to besiege, they could not kill the sword unparalleled in a short time.

Jian Wushuang's revealed strength is really terrible.

Not only in strength, but also in the spirit of Jian Wushuang!

Yes, it is courage.

No matter how strong the people who besieged him, no matter how many, he dare to go forward, fearless!

This courage is a courage to rule the world!

And this courage ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ made Long Zishan think of a person.

"Brother, Brother Qiancheng!"

"When Brother Qiancheng was in the first class, he faced a pinnacle demon. He also went forward without fear, and dared to face it, even confronted it. The final result was that Brother Qiancheng put that person The pinnacle devil is beheading! "

Long Zishan trembled.

Tu Qiancheng!

The myth of the younger generation of Wusha Wasteland, is also a figure worshiped by countless disciples of Longzi Mountain, including Da Beizong.

Although Long Zishan is also a real genius, he is ranked third among the twelve little kings, but he knows the gap between himself and Tu Qiancheng, and that gap cannot be surpassed.

Tu Qiancheng stood in front of him, making him unable to cope with a trace of courage.

But now, when he faces Jian Wushuang, he has a feeling of facing Tu Qiancheng.